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Chapter 355 Arrived at the mother-in-law's house

Captain Ye was very trustworthy and arranged for two giant pandas, four Huazi and four pounds of special Ming and Qing Shifeng Longjing to be delivered the next afternoon.

In addition, there are a lot of supplements like fish maw, bird's nest, abalone, sea cucumber, etc.

These are all good things. In the past, these were tributes. Even for future generations, they cannot be bought with money.

Since then, there has been no shortage of gifts when visiting my father-in-law’s family. I also moved a box of 5-star Moutai produced in 1957 from the warehouse.

Zhang Junping has a large collection of Moutai wines of various vintages, but Zhang Junping only collected three boxes of Five-Star Moutai in 1957.

If you can bring a box to my father-in-law's house, it will definitely be a big deal.

Considering that this trip to Chongqing is tight: I have to rush back to receive my senior brothers and sisters, and I also have to go home for the New Year to pay dividends to the village and return the stock capital.

The task is heavy: I need to obtain the consent of my father-in-law and mother-in-law to get married next year.

So Zhang Junping specifically asked his connections to buy the plane tickets.

Chongqing had an airport long before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and there was a BJ flight to Chongqing once a week.

Early on Thursday morning, Zhang Junping and Huang Xue got into the old lady's car and headed to the airport.

Sitting in the Gas sedan, Zhang Junping couldn't help but wonder, should he also get a car?

You are also a nationally renowned artist and a moderately successful entrepreneur, but you still need a car to show off your appearance, right?

After checking the luggage, Zhang Junping and Huang Xue passed the security check and boarded the plane.

On the plane, Huang Xue looked around curiously. It was the first time he took a plane and everything he saw was strange.

Last night, Huang Xue was so excited that she stayed awake all night. She took Zhang Junping to exercise several times, asking questions about this and that.

There were not many people on the plane.

In this era, flying is not something you can do if you have money. It is just like a soft sleeper on a train. You must have a certain status.

To fly, you must have a certain level and a letter of introduction from your employer to prove that you must fly for what you are going to do.

However, the stewardesses of this era were really beautiful, unlike later generations who relied entirely on makeup.

The stewardesses of this era are truly one of ten thousand in the country. They are the best of the best in terms of figure, appearance, and temperament. Each of them is no worse than a movie star.

Zhang Junping is also a hostess who has eaten and met her before. Although he is amazed at the quality of the flight attendants, he does not stare at them in vain.

"Junping, these flight attendants are so beautiful!" Huang Xue whispered in Zhang Junping's ear.

For women in this era, makeup is basically a touch of Wanziqianhong or Yumeijing, and very little lipstick.

In the eyes of people of this era, who is a serious woman wearing lipstick?

Most women don't wear makeup at all.

As for stewardesses, although their makeup skills are not as good as those of later generations, their makeup skills are still far ahead of this era.

A thin layer of powder and lipstick make these flight attendants look unique. With their outstanding figures and elegant temperament, women are envious of them.

"It's okay, not as beautiful as you!" Zhang Junping replied in a low voice.

"No way, I think she is prettier than me!" Huang Xue said, but a satisfied smile appeared on her face, and she gave Zhang Junping a look that meant you knew who you were.

Zhang Junping knew Huang Xue's worries very well.

Huang Xue was not the only one who was worried. He saw several men who were tortured with two-finger meditation by the women around them because they were too absorbed in looking at the space, causing them to grimace.

"My Miss Huang is naturally beautiful. Even without makeup, she is prettier than those stewardesses. Well! Thanks to the lack of makeup, why wouldn't those stewardesses feel ashamed and commit suicide by jumping out of the plane one by one?" Zhang Junping leaned into Huang Xue's ear and laughed softly.

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"Bah! You know that's nonsense!" Huang Xue spat with a red face.

Today is a good day and easy to travel.

It was rare that the plane was not delayed. Not long after Zhang Junping and others boarded the plane, the plane started to take off.

When the plane started taxiing, Huang Xue couldn't help but hold Zhang Junping's hand tightly.

It is inevitable to be nervous when flying for the first time.

Especially when the plane takes off and starts to climb, many people will feel uncomfortable due to changes in air pressure, which will aggravate their nervousness.

"It's okay, just close your eyes and you'll be fine in a while." Zhang Junping patted Huang Xue's hand and comforted him.

After the plane reached its flight altitude, Huang Xue's brief nervousness turned into excitement.

Lying on the plane window, looking at the thick clouds outside, I kept slapping Zhang Junping, "Junping, look, it's so beautiful outside! The plane is above the clouds!"

"Here!" Zhang Junping pulled out a Kodak point-and-shoot camera like a magic trick and handed it to Huang Xue, "This opportunity is rare. Take more pictures. I have prepared several rolls of film for you."

"Junping, you are so smart, I even forgot to bring my camera!" Huang Xue said in surprise when she saw the camera Zhang Junping took out.

Next, Huang Xue didn't care about Zhang Junping at all. She leaned on the plane window alone and started taking pictures.

Today's Huang Xue has also seen the market and doesn't care about the money for a little film.

………

The journey was uneventful, and Zhang Junping and Huang Xue landed safely at Chongqing Airport two hours later.

Because the plan was suddenly advanced, there was no one to pick up the plane.

Zhang Junping took a taxi and headed to Huang Xue's home.

Huang Xue's family is from Changshou County, CQ City.

"Junping, do you think my father will be angry?"

"Junping, if my father gives you trouble, don't be angry. I will make it up to you later!"

"My mom is the best. As long as my mom agrees, my dad's side will be fine."

Tired of being close to home, Huang Xue began to worry about gains and losses while sitting in a taxi.

She was afraid that her family would not accept Zhang Junping and would look down on Zhang Junping, and she would be caught in the middle.

"Haha! Don't worry! The mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at him, the more she likes him.

My mother-in-law will definitely like my handsome and capable son-in-law.

When the time comes, I will give my mother-in-law a good pat on her back." Zhang Junping comforted Huang Xue with a smile.

After more than two hours, the two finally arrived at Huang Xue's home before five o'clock in the evening.

Changshou County Government Courtyard.

Taxis are still pretty cool in this day and age.

There is no such thing as a ban on taxis in this era.

On the contrary, except for some special state agencies, taxis are really smooth in other places.

Anyway, the information room at the entrance of the Changshou County Government compound didn’t even ask, and just let me go.

Under Huang Xue's command, the taxi stopped directly in front of Huang Xue's house.

Zhang Junping got off the car and started to move his luggage down.

Huang Xue couldn't help it anymore, pushed open a courtyard door, and shouted inside, "Mom! I'm back!"

"Why did you come back so suddenly? You didn't even know how to tell me?"

There was a lot of chattering inside, and the sound was so intense that it sounded like a quarrel, and Zhang Junping could hear it clearly even from outside.

Zhang Junping originally thought that he knew Sichuan dialect very well, but now he understands it.

All he could understand was Sichuan Mandarin, the real Sichuan dialect, and he couldn't understand a word of it.

After unloading his luggage, he paid for the taxi and watched the taxi leave. Zhang Junping stood at the door awkwardly, not knowing whether to go in or wait for Huang Xue to come out to pick him up.


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